I've got a check for him and once he has it in his slimy little hands, I'm going to close out every account we have in this bank and never do business...here again. Do I make myself clear?" He was almost shouting at the end of his tirade.The young woman was trembling as she picked up the phone and called Crenshaw's office."Mr. Crenshaw, there's a Mr. Cameron out here with a check for you. He insists on giving it to you personally."I had to admire the young woman. She hadn't lost her cool and gave. He was bleeding from his nose and ears. She knew they were going to kill both of them and neither of them knew why.“Mr. Larson, do you see your pretty young wife over there?” Albert Barrow asked as he slapped Jerry.“You son-of-a-bitch, I’ll kill you.”“Tell us where the money is and we’ll let you and your wife walk right out of this cemetery,” Hallerman told him.“Listen, I’ve already told you – I have no idea what you’re talking about. I drive for UPS and I don’t know anything about any. And they’re all virile young men. Get your creative juices… or any other juices… flowing. Have some fun.’ Francine mulled it over. She was here to see the first test drive of the sportster. Until the test driver impasse was settled, she was wasting her time. ‘Okay… where are these bozos?’ Harding hugged Francine, relieved to pass on the bothersome decision. ‘You can use my office one floor down. I’ll send the first one after a few moments. I’ll line the others up an hour or so apart. Good luck. I tried to push away again, but he took his swollen member and slapped me across the face with it. I said suck it you slut as he jabbed it toward my face, stilll pulling on my hair. I reluctantly opened my mouth and took the head inside. I flicked my tongue across the head lightly but the warmth of my mouth and the loving caress of my tongue were more than he could bear. Gripping my hair, he rammed the full length into my throat. It took me by surprise , gagging me for a moment, before I.